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I opened the bag I was carrying and searched for a long time, but I couldn't find my cell phone. In the end, I emptied the bag and found nothing. I remembered that I had put my phone in my pocket, so I quickly touched my pocket, but there was nothing there either.

Xia Xiaoran looked at me as she rummaged through my bag for a while, then stood up and sighed. She asked me: "What's wrong, Sister Qing He?"

I continuously rejected, but Xia Xiaoran had already found her phone and stuffed it into my hands without any explanation, "Use it first, it's not much use to me, just give it back to me after you buy your phone."

"Don't be so polite." Xia Xiaoran waved her hand. If you want to say thank you, I should be the one who should be thanking you. "

I smiled and said nothing.

On the way back, I made a new phone card, intending to use Xia Xiaoran's phone for the time being. I called work first to let her keep my new number, and I didn't remember the others, so I'd have to wait a few days.

When I got on the bus with the snacks Xia Xiaoran had made, it was about 9 in the morning. The weather wasn't very good today. The sky was a bit overcast, but it was also very cool.

I walked to the door of Jin Zicheng's company. I don't know if it was because of the last time or because Jin Zicheng had instructed them, but this time, the front desk didn't stop me, and smiled as I watched me get on the elevator.

I went to the office, knocked on the door, got an answer and went in. When Jin Zicheng raised his head and saw that it was me, the expression in his eyes immediately changed.

I could feel that his gaze immediately turned cold.

His tone was taunting, "I wasn't here last night, why am I here now?"

I was a little confused and didn't quite understand what he meant by that, so I chose to ignore him and handed him the gift box in my hand. Jin Zicheng was startled, he took the Persian cat that climbed onto his leg and asked: "What is this?"

I looked at the Persian cat and thought it was pretty cute. I casually replied, "A dessert Xia Xiaoran gave you, she made it herself."

Jin Zicheng's face instantly darkened again, and mockingly said: "So now you're bringing something that another woman gave me in search of me?! Qing He, do you have a brain! "

He took the box and opened it roughly. The cake fell out of the gift box, and one of them rolled to the feet of the Persian cat. The cat, startled by the sight of the food, lowered its head and started to eat again.

Jin Zicheng's temper was something that could be predicted, but I really didn't think that he would actually be so angry.

"You … Was there a need to be so angry? Xia Xiaoran likes you, so she gave it to you herself … If you don't eat, I'll give it to you, you … " Before she could finish her sentence, she heard a mournful scream from the Persian cat.

He turned around and found that the cat was twitching.

The small sense of unease slowly grew until it swelled to the point that his entire heart began to panic. I asked in a daze, "This is... "What's wrong?"